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It was night. Two figures could be seen, sitting opposite each other in a cozy-looking apartment. One of them was a quiet girl with violet hair, the other a serene teenager — MEI and Su, the best friends of a certain white-haired Flame-Chaser. And yet, the atmosphere was horribly bleak as the two waited silently for their impending doom.
A sudden noise sounded from the kitchen, reminiscent of that of an explosion. The two watched in trepidation as purple smoke drifted out slowly from the opened door, along with a highly suspicious and strange smell. Both were strung tight, every instinct blaring, for this was surely a disaster worse than any war or plague could ever hope to become —
“Dinner’s ready~”
At the cheerful announcement, both teenagers flinched. Kevin stepped out of the kitchen, humming cheerfully. There were bright red stains on his apron, and he was holding a metal tray. He set down two dishes in front of his rapidly paling friends, oblivious to their growing horror.
There were ice crystals staying stubbornly unmelted on one side, while the other side had been burnt into charcoal. There's a strange slit in the middle, oozing neon green slime. The drink next to it looked no better – The surface was glossy, the mysterious liquid within showing bits of suspended eggshells. A bright pink precipitate had formed at the very bottom.
"It looks… delicious, Kevin." A strained smile was displayed upon MEI's face. Su nodded in agreement, careful not to breath in the toxic, hazardous aroma of the abomination in front of him.
Kevin smiled brightly as his best friends look at the dinner he so-so lovingly made (He'd even added his Special Secret Ingredient!), obviously eager to dig in.
The moment Kevin headed back into the kitchen to get his precious cup noodles, Dr. MEI threw her portion into the bin, hiding it under the trash. Su carefully placed his own portion into a special Anti-Honkai, reinforced lunchbox and swore silently to incinerate it the moment he left.
Kevin returned, noting with delight that his two friends had scarfed their dinner so quickly. Although he was a bit disappointed when they quickly vetoed his offer of cooking for them next time, everything was fine. Better than fine, actually. Maybe he should try and cook something for the rest of the Flame-Chasers next…
***
The fire crackled merrily as Su shuffled around his backpack. He pulled out the special lunchbox and noted that it was freezing to the touch, the temperature having inexplicably plummeted in the past hour he’d spent at Kevin’s apartment. There were also slight dents in the reinforced material, and Su could hear shuffling and growling noises inside it.
Su quickly tossed it into the fire, before backpedaling in horror as it turned a bright emerald shade. Neon pink sparks flew off as the lunchbox was dissolved within seconds, and a lumpy glob of slime emerged. It swelled, bloating as a single eye opened and stared at him.
Su grabbed his backpack and ran.
***
Inside a private room, two figures stood. One finished reading the report they held and smiled slowly. Their companion noticed and inquired, “Has it succeeded?”
“Yes.” The report was set down onto the desk as the first person stood up triumphantly. " 'Project Kaslana' was a total success."
"Humanity shall prevail against the Honkai. We will become the masters of our own destiny, without inference from the Honkai." Laughter suddenly echoed through the room as the second shook in mirth. "If you had told me this a decade ago, I wouldn't have believed it. After all, who would believe that a teenager's cooking would be the key to destroying the God of Honkai?"
***
Years Later...
There was a rumor, of an incredible potions master that resided in solitary. It was said that he created the most incredible and impressive concoctions. Emerald drinks that turned your insides into venomous serpents, An unassuming bowl of rice that tasted like paper and increased your strength, unique liquids with pink lines that turned you to a monster, incapable of thoughts and free will but much, much more dangerous.
The stories spoke of one instance where he had lost his beloved, and swore to bring her back; He took the scale of the Serpent and the Fang of the Dragon, the took the Talon of the Griffin and the Plumage of the Phoenix, and he created the Elixir of Rebirth. He tipped it into his beloved's mouth, and she was reborn. And years later, when their union produced a child, the child of said to be incorruptible and oh-so powerful.
The Creator of a thousand potions and poisons named his child the Heir of Kaslana, for his name was Adam Kaslana, child of Humanity's greatest scientist and hero. He had inherited his mother's mind and impressive intellect and cunning personality, and his father's white hair and blue eyes. But most importantly, he had inherited…
the Kaslana Cooking Curse.